{"id":893,"date":"2010-01-24T14:13:30","date_gmt":"2010-01-24T22:13:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.peakepro.com\/?p=893"},"modified":"2010-01-24T14:13:30","modified_gmt":"2010-01-24T22:13:30","slug":"the-fourth-year","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robertpeake.com\/archives\/893-the-fourth-year.html","title":{"rendered":"The Fourth Year"},"content":{"rendered":"

Our son, James<\/a>, was born four years ago today. His brief life changed mine inexplicably. Since that time, I completed a Doctorate in Spiritual Science<\/a>, and an MFA<\/a> in writing poetry, since spiritual practice and poetic expression are two oars by which I navigate the underground waters of grief. <\/p>\n

And looking back on the first<\/a>, second<\/a>, and third<\/a> anniversary, I see a clear trajectory toward healing, and toward integrating this profound experience into my life–not as a tragedy–but as a source of strength. I recently found the courage to hold a baby in my arms again, and felt, in that moment, only joy<\/a>. I have also discovered more of the blessings, strange as it sounds, of the complicated nature of grief<\/a>.<\/p>\n

This experience reaffirmed a few things for me: that art can make life meaningful, that compassion is always the most appropriate response, and that my wife<\/a> is still the bravest woman I have ever met. Today, I say, once again: godspeed, my son. And thank you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Our son, James, was born four years ago today. His brief life changed mine inexplicably. Since that time, I completed a Doctorate in Spiritual Science, and an MFA in writing poetry, since spiritual practice and poetic expression are two oars by which I navigate the underground waters of grief. And looking back on the first, …<\/p>\n

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